Before Liu Buping exerted any force, Tiegu quickly roared loudly.
"hey-hey……"
Liu Buping remained silent and put more force on his hands.
"What do you want?" Tie Gu broke into a cold sweat.
This is his lifeblood. Without him, he would have almost no goal to survive.
Life is for strength, for women, and for money.
You don't have to be strong, you don't have to have money, but you can't be lonely all your life.
If we attack at this time, not only will we not be able to kill Liu Buping, but he will also lose the opportunity to negotiate.
He secretly scolded Liu Buping for being obscene, but he didn't dare to act rashly.
"It's very simple. Senior brother can just give you some spiritual stones and some magic medicine that can help you break through!" Liu Buping said with a smile.
This is what Uncle Tian told him.
When he entered the Tower of Babel, he had to prepare elixirs. Although he still had some savings, they were not much, and the potency of the medicines was too low, so he could only blackmail them. This was because Uncle Tian had no money in the past, so he used this trick to extort those iron men.
A tough guy who succeeds every time.
What Liu Buping just learned from Uncle Tian is this monkey-stealing peach trick!
"OK!"
Tiegu realized that Liu Buping's hand was like an iron hoop and he could not escape. He did not dare to say anything, so he quickly threw a few crystal clear spiritual stones on the ground and added a few valuable pills.
"It seems that Senior Brother Tie is still very cooperative!" Liu Buping chuckled.
Apart from elixirs, the only way to restore spiritual power is spiritual stones.
Even ordinary Yuanshen Taoists don't own many spiritual stones. After all, spiritual stones are naturally formed from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. They are the best items for restoring spiritual power. No one is willing to use them wantonly.
And Tiegu threw out seven or eight pieces at once, which was really a generous move. In addition, the elixir was also pretty good, and Liu Buping was extremely satisfied.
"How dare I not cooperate with you!"
Tie Gu secretly cursed in his heart, but did not dare to say anything. He thought that if he was not strong enough in the future, he would never come to find this dirty person. This time he might be embarrassed to do it in full view of the public. It would not be that simple to be caught by him next time.
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"Okay, Brother Tie, you can go down now!" Liu Buping was in a good mood. He suddenly stood up, grabbed Tie Gu's clothes, and threw Tie Gu off the high platform. He picked up the spiritual stones and elixirs leisurely.
"Liu Buping wins!"
Bai Wanjian's expression was a little weird, but he didn't say anything. Maybe it was Liu Buping's dirty tricks that made him a little confused.
"Number two!"
The white-robed Seven-Star Sword disciple appears.
His opponent was the famous Dao Wuhai from the previous session.
"Daowuhai!"
On stage, the young man with a cold face was the first to announce his name.
"You don't deserve to know my name!" The disciple who used the Seven Star Sword Technique shook his head.
He is unknown.
This time it was a blockbuster.
If Liu Buping is a dark horse, he is a super dark horse. After all, Liu Buping's reputation is still quite high. Being able to win will not disappoint many people. At most, they will be surprised. And this white-robed swordsman
It seems to be very mysterious, as if he is the most potential disciple who has just appeared in the Sword Sect. He can defeat the enemy with several moves every time and is extremely powerful.
"Hmph, what a loud tone!" Dao Wuhai's face showed murderous intent.
The Seven Star Sword cultivator did not speak, shook his head and sighed, stretched out his hand and swung the sword quickly, with a sharp edge, like a snake soaring in the sky, floating unsteadily.
"Well done!" Dao Wuhai shouted, "Six-pointed slash!"
The two sword cultivating disciples fought with each other using techniques. Dao Wuhai was full of domineering power, but the Seven Star Sword disciple was cunning and sharp. Every move seemed ordinary but was extremely terrifying. Dao Wuhai almost lost.
The confrontation lasted only three rounds, and Dao Wuhai was almost unable to resist.
He quickly swallowed the elixir and used a set of chain sword techniques. He relied on this set of sword techniques to get into the top ten. The power of the Seven Star Sword disciples made him almost despair. Only the top three could do this.
Strength.
"Ten Sword Techniques!"
Dao Wuhai moved.
His figure is like a sword, and he attacks the disciples of the Seven Star Sword continuously with every move.
Before each move was completed, another one appeared one after another. Each move was more powerful than the last. Almost only his phantom could be found. Although the sword energy was fast and like a shadow, the attack was not false at all. Each move was stronger than the previous one.
one strike.
This is a magical power he acquired by chance in his early years.
It is generally difficult for an opponent to resist, but although it is very powerful, it consumes a lot of spiritual power.
"Tianshu Sword!"
The disciple of the Seven Star Sword shook his right hand, and an inexplicable murderous aura suddenly appeared. He swung out the sword, not very fast, but it seemed that he had made thousands of strikes. His body was like a ghost, and he deflected the incoming swords one by one.
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Unconsciously, Dao Wuhai found a sharp knife pressed against his neck.
Terrible! Powerful! This is Dao Wuhai’s only concept.
He decided that the person who was number one that year might not be much better than this one.
"You lost!" the Seven Star Sword disciple said coldly.
He didn't kill anyone, he just knocked him away with a swing of his sword.
"Number three!"
Contrary to everyone's expectations, Bai Wanjian still didn't call out his name.
It's strange, I never shouted from the beginning. It was just that the qualifying match was too intense at first and no one paid attention to it. It's only now that I felt something strange.
No one asked about this matter. Bai Wanjian was the sect leader. If he didn't say anything, no one would dare to ask.
"I'm Lan Ying!"
A man in a blue robe came on stage. He had a handsome face, a long sword on his back, a slender figure, and a warm smile on his face.
The most surprising thing is this person's identity. He is the only casual cultivator who has made it to the top fifteen.
Every time he won, it seemed that he was extremely reluctant, but Liu Buping always felt that his strength was extraordinary, no different from the Seven Star Sword disciples.
He almost didn't pay attention to the people in the last term. Only the people in this term are the real opponents. There are too many strong people hidden this time. If it is a blood jump here, he has no guarantee that he can win.
He, but by coincidence, he broke through to the real Yuanshen, which made him feel relieved.
Even if there are people he can't fight here, he will never lose completely.
"Ouyang Lu!" Ouyang Lu said.
He had been defeated by Chen Xu. And Chen Xu was defeated by Liu Buping. What he wanted most was to fight Liu Buping. He wanted to see how powerful he was in defeating someone he couldn't defeat, but this time he still couldn't.
Chance.
Only by defeating the casual cultivators on the opposite side can you continue to move forward.
He wanted to fight Liu Buping, but the casual cultivators had no fear of him at all. Almost all casual cultivators did not have powerful enough magical powers and magic weapons, so they were not afraid of him.
"Oh, Brother Ouyang, please be merciful. I'm not very advanced in cultivation, so it's hard for me to resist my senior brother's powerful cultivation!" Lan Ying said pretending to be worried.
"snort!"
Although Ouyang Lu's expression was so cold, he still liked him a little in his heart. This monk was quite well-behaved and gave him enough face. So what's the harm in showing some mercy when the time comes?
"Sword asks all directions!"
Ouyang Lu is also a swordsman. He holds a blue long sword and strikes out quickly. He wants to resolve this battle as quickly as possible, so that no one dares to underestimate him.
The sword energy of the long sword burst out quickly and rushed out quickly.
"Meteor Zhanyue!" Lan Ying's face showed panic, and he quickly used several sword energy to barely block it.
His face seemed a little pale, but he also took out the long sword in his hand and struck out, rushing towards Ouyang Lu. The attack seemed slow, but it was extremely tricky. The long sword was like a snake, spinning and striking out, attacking Ouyang Lu's armpit.
I don't know if it was a coincidence or his true strength, but Ouyang Lu was obviously caught in a loophole.
He turned to fight.
Because his reaction was a bit slow, a small cut was made on his right arm, but the sword barely blocked his force.
"You are pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger!" Ouyang Lu said coldly.
He is not a fool, he can know the details of his opponent with just one move.
"Brother Ouyang misunderstood, I didn't mean it, please be careful!" Lan Ying shouted quickly.
"Humph, do you really think I'm a fool? If I continue to be careless, I will be the loser. I don't understand that a casual cultivator can be so powerful!" Ouyang Lu said.
He didn't wait for the other party to speak again, and his body quickly engaged with the other party.
The two swords attack each other like lightning!
If Ouyang Lu is a tiger, then Lan Ying is a python that specializes in controlling tigers.
He could choose the sharpest direction to attack every time. Although he didn't completely defeat the opponent every time, he still left a lot of blood marks on him.
Soon, Ouyang Lu's clothes were covered with bloody mouths.
Lan Ying still looks very reluctant, and has always been like this from the beginning to now.
"Oh my God, is this really a casual cultivator? He can actually compete with Senior Brother Ouyang Lu?!"
"No, Senior Brother Ouyang Lu should have won soon. That casual cultivator's face is so pale, but it's admirable that a casual cultivator can reach such a state!"
"It's hard to say who will win or lose. There are so many dark horses this year!"
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There was a fierce battle on the stage, but there was a lot of discussion in the audience.
As for the real winner, only a few disciples with considerable strength can predict it.
Liu Buping is no exception.
He saw that although Lan Ying was pale on the surface, he was actually full of spiritual energy and had almost no injuries on his body. On the other hand, Ouyang Lu, although he looked good, was actually injured in many places and was bleeding a lot and wasted a lot of spiritual energy.
serious!
If Hu Yanping is pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger, this guy is pretending to be an insect to eat the tiger.
Even more terrifying!
"boom!"
Another fierce collision.
Ouyang Lu couldn't resist, and he was knocked away.
Lan Ying also knelt down half-kneeling, looking like he was empty of spiritual power, and was carried down.
A narrow victory!
It looks like this to outsiders!
Liu Buping thought to himself, if he encounters this blue shadow, he must use all his strength and must not hold back! He does not dare to be careless with such an opponent!
"Lan Ying wins!"
"Number four!"
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Gradually, early morning has turned into noon.
The first round of competition is also over.
The remaining four are Jiu Ling, Liu Buping, who won the empty lottery, the Seven Star Sword disciple and Lan Ying.
A competition between four people.
Here we have to decide the top three, and except for Jiuling, the other three are all dark horses. Unexpectedly, a group of newcomers plus the chief alchemy white-robed disciple.
Everyone would guess that Jiuling was the strongest, but the previous performance had overturned their thoughts.
Who will win and who will lose is difficult to predict.
Everyone may have a mysterious trump card, they just don't show it.
"Four people draw lots. Choose one from two!"
Bai Wanjian stretched out four sticks.
"Boy, the second one." Uncle Tian's voice sounded.
With the lesson learned last time, Liu Buping did not listen to Uncle Tian's words and chose the third one.